the “i need bail money” prequel? (four score…part ii)

this is being written at 8:30am on saturday…

…and my carport is still empty.

so, after i did the last bit, where i did actually stop mid-way through to call the garage to see where my car was and was told, “we’ll call YOU when it’s ready” – at 10am on friday morning, after telling me thursday “we pick it up today, you get it back today…” and later changing to “noon on friday will NOT be a problem…”

but apparently, it was a problem.

i have both the shop phone number AND the mobile number for the owner/head mechanic. i COULD be more of a dick about this and bug him on his mobile, but i thought that was pointless. i only show three calls to the shop on my phone on friday, with NO incoming calls. even though they KNEW i needed my car on friday, and said noon would be no problem, they never bothered to call me – i had to call them. first one was documented in the last entry, at 9:42am.

next one went out at 2:09pm – two hours AFTER my “drop dead date” to get the car back, which they had assured me would be NO problem. when i called around on thursday two places were cool with the “have my own part” & “can’t pay till tuesday” factors i had previously mentioned…but one said, “call me back at 2pm and i’ll let you know if i can meet your deadline tomorrow, ’cause one of my guys is out so we’re running a little slow right now…”

at least he was honest.

this other place did everything to assure me they’d get it done on time and to trust them. i did, and twenty-four hours AFTER my deadline, i sit here carless. but i’m getting ahead of myself here. back to the 2:09pm call…

…at 2:09pm i was told i’d “be lucky if i got it by 5:00”. when i reiterated my time line’s importance the front girl told me, “i’ll go out there, see what’s up, and call you RIGHT BACK”.

i called shane and had him on standby to get to me to austin…and called austin and let ’em know i’d be late. i wanted to wait to see if they could at least hit the right DAY of getting my car back, even if they’d missed the hour.

at 4:15 i called back and the phone was answered with, “@#$!’s auto repair, it’s still not ready!” (as they still have my car, i’ll fill the name in later once it’s safely in my hands). when i expressed abject concern over this, as this was NOT part of our agreement, i was told “well, you know, we just got your car yesterday at THE END OF THE DAY…” which i know is bullshit, ’cause i went by the other garage and my car was gone by 12:45pm…so, unless they close at 1pm, nice fucking try on that one. she then went all drama queen on me and said, “well, i’m coming in tomorrow [saturday], and if it’s ready i will take part of my day off to deliver it to you…”.

shane got here just before 5:00 and we headed out there – partly so i could the car charger for my phone, partly because i wanted to see the faces of the people that fucked me and didn’t even buy me dinner first…but at 5:07pm, when we arrived, the place was a ghost town. at least my car was locked inside so it didn’t get rained on.

i doubt i’ll here from them today – hell, at this point i’ll probably wait till tuesday to call them and see what’s up. there WILL be a part iii wrap up to this, and if you don’t see one it means i grabbed a large wrench at the mechanic’s and now need bail money…’cause friday when this all went down i was so pissed i could barely see in color for about five minutes!

(oh, and “happy birthday, fucker” to JAB – who also “lived la vida amish” when it came to vehicles last week,all be it with a loaner from his step dad…hell, at least he can blame his on parts. so far mine’s just bullshit lies…)